A soft, hissing sound filled my ears, and the front of her pink shorts was dark and wet. Liquid dripped through the fabric and onto my crotch, where a... even dark spot had formed. My eyes widened. “You’re…!” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. “Bobby calls me ‘Pisscilla’,” she told me and started rubbing our now pee-soaked crotches together as fast as she could. I was frozen, torn inside. This was so… surreal, but the feeling of her body rubbing against mine, the rhythmic squelching sounds and. I pushed myself through morning with the thought of my midday cig break, but it was hardly a relief once it came, slumped out back behind the store in the sticky heat, dumpsters festering beside me. I felt sick and dizzy, and the cigarette was like a cheap knock-off of nepenthe, just barely enough to dull the urge to slit my throat with my “Hello, my name is” pin. I felt anxious and uneasy and uncomfortable, like there was an itch stuck underneath my skin that wouldn’t go away. I kind of felt. People are dying here] you think to yourself as you move into position. “Mikey!! Tell me what’s going on man” you scream out to your team. Mikey gives you the news as a member of the village security catches a round in the head. You and your guys immediately opens up and moves in position. On cue 10 minutes later an Osprey and gunships arrive and the gunships level the opposition. Doing battle assessment of the event including the firefight you find that the village ties have been strengthened. When she walked back in, naked, I could finally admire her whole body and asked her to pose for me. She was a little shy, but took a big slug of Scotch and another hit of pot and asked what I wanted to see. I was stroking my still-hard cock and asked her to step beside my full-length mirror to get 2 views of this great body. Her full, thick pubic hair was light blond and grey, and made a perfect V down to her big thighs. Her beautiful dark-nippled boobs looked even bigger now because of her.